Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.
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Love is needing someone. Love is putting up with someone’s bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
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*Hears noises at night*:Well this is it this is the end for me I had a good life
*Gets shampoo in my eyes*:I guess I'm blind now how am I going to go on
*Heart is beating fast*:I think I am having a heart attack is this what cardiac arrest is
*A cop walks by*:Here I go about to get arrested I probably murdered someone
*Taking a test*:Don't take your eyes off of this paper you will get caught cheating and get kicked out of school
*Gets a sunburn*:Skin cancer
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I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.
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